Reports: Coincidences (final part of the report)

As I had no choice the next day, I went to work already concocting a little story for missing the other day; my father well suspected but pretended indifference allowing my absence; on the night before meeting with Yvonne I masturbated about three times and came to think that I would not have strength to face the shameless adulteress forgetting me that in the flower of youth nothing is impossible and everything is possible. After a frugal breakfast in bermuda, T-shirt and slippers I sneaked to the door of Yvonne's house who opened it before I could even make an announcement. The dog was wearing that same sweater where you could see her hard nipples almost tearing through the thin fabric; she stared at me with a naughty grin and walked away so I could go inside.
With blunt gestures, she took me by the hand so that we could go to her room where she wasted no time in getting naked throwing herself on the bed and spreading out her legs invitingly. "Fuck me! Come, I'm burning!" she pleaded as she rubbed one of her hands against my shirt. I took off my clothes and went on the attack, digging deep into my wig already tearing a groan from Ivonne's coat that held me by the waist tightening my flesh as if wanting to never come out of it again; I wasted no time using waist and pelvis to strike vigorously obtaining more moans and hysterical cries announcing the jokes that broke out in Ivonne body making her tremble and twitch.
I punished that whore as she deserved, realizing that once again I was able to delay the bitch who did not get tired of demanding more and more from me; we proceeded on the climb up to the limit and when this one made an announcement I warned the slut who again begged me not to mock inside her cave by pushing me away from it.
I answered in an exasperated tone, kneeling on the bed but this time you'll have to finish what you started... come suck my pistol!
Ivonete resisted for a few minutes, but soon she was on all fours in bed swallowing my cock and offering me a juicy blowjob. The vision I had enabled me to observe the rolling bundle of the dog leading me to touch it to feel its texture and firmness igniting an uncontrollable desire to have with her my first experience with anal sex; however, I could not concentrate on this since Ivonne was playing a hallucinatory blowjob that took me off axis provoking thoughtless reactions such as holding his hair with one hand interrupting his suckling and striking the pin in his mouth like a bouquet.
Such was my impetuousness that there were moments when I almost made Yvonne choke and yet she did not give up as if it were a challenge to be conquered; and after so much effort I was seized by spasms and shivers which soon culminated in deep enjoyment filling the mouth of Yvonette with a good load of hot, very thick semen, imposing on her a new effort at retaining and swallowing my knew what Yvonete had accomplished without spilling one drop.
"You know what? My husband doesn't give me what I need!" she commented, breaking the silence. "He does not know how to make a woman happy! His business is climbing, fucking, having fun and then sleeping".
Hearing her outburst I realized that Ivonne had every reason in the world to put horns on her husband, for I'd already learned in life that a man who doesn't take care of women opens up competition and therefore has no right to complain about it! I don't know if that little devil from hell can show up unannounced ..., Arre! The daughter of a bitch is crazy to fuck me with her father. Go away! Come back tomorrow you have more!" she said impatiently.
Without much choice, I complied with his request and went away; in the afternoon of that day I was at home enjoying myself and as my cigarettes had run out I decided to take my car (or rather the one which belonged to my mother but she rarely used) for a walk up to the nearest bakery. Leaning on the counter asked for coffee and a piece of fubá cake appreciating <unk>dolce far niente<unk> while admiring the surroundings; it was when I saw this little girl offering all sorts of snacks down the street.
- That's Belinha, Josivaldo's daughter <unk> commented one of the bakery owners approaching where I was standing <unk> She is a tramp!
- What do you mean, it's already arrived in a sawhorse?
-Oxé! It's more than an arrival! <unk> he answered with a cursing tone <unk> but the little whore is clever ..., she doesn't give her mouth no. She says that it's better to give your ass! That way you don't run the risk of getting pregnant!
It didn't take much effort for the subject to put his tongue in my mouth and tell me everything he knew about this Belle, including all of her sordid details! After hearing that not very extensive narrative I started thinking how my discovery could create more opportunities with both stepdaughter and stepmother. "I am!" she replied with disdain.
-You don't know me..., but I do know your father and stepmother! <unk>I replied with a hint of derision <unk>and also know that if your dad finds out about your shenanigans he is likely to give you a belt beating!
Immediately Belinha opened the car door and walked in looking at me with a frightened but still suspicious expression; I confess that it amused me more than anything else, so I decided to cook her up for bathing. To make sure she was well aware of his fame, I narrated some episodes told by the bakery owner savoring his dumbfounded look and fearful gesture. "So is this enough for you to know how I know you?"
If my father finds out, he'll kill me and that slut of Ivonete too... if she knows it will be a full plate to end my race!
"Calm down! I don't want any of that to happen!"
And what do you want in exchange for not ending my joy? <unk> she asked with a knowing tone.
- You can start by sucking my cock! <unk> I replied as he put the stiff stick out of his bermuda and proudly displayed it.
"Right here, right now in the middle of the street?" she asked alarmed.
That's what you do with that girl from school!
After looking around, Belle held her hair back and leaned over the bench until she was able to pop out a blow job as good as that which her stepmother had given me this morning. Bella's oral skills were impressive and her dexterity with her hands caressing my balls crowned the moment causing in me a deliciously eloquent sensory experience that lasted long enough for me to store everything in my memory just before I filled the mouth of the hot milk puppy.
I was thinking when Belinha asked if we had a deal, because my desire was to show her that her stepmother is as slutty and naughty as she is and maybe this would bring us closer together; it didn't cross my mind to take advantage of the situation for my own benefit even though there might be an opportunity.
-Yes, but on one condition. I answered by breaking the silence: "I want you to come home early tomorrow".
"Come early? Why?" she asked curiously. And in the morning I have class!
-Don't talk like that! <unk> I raised my voice and retorted. <unk>I know very well you come to class every day in order to do stupid things! If you want a deal with me, then do what I am asking for!
Very reluctantly, Belina finally accepted the demand and we said goodbye right there; I went home and wondered what could happen next day. And when dawn came I had barely slept since excitement took over my body as well as my mind; after a shower I put on clothes and ate a nice breakfast heading to Yvonne's house. There must be a reason for that.
I let her starve to death of cock in my mouth and as soon as possible pulled her by the arms ripping off her sweater and taking her full breasts into my hands squeezing them to feel their consistency at the same time that depraved bitch applied a vigorous fistful on my pistol. "You're horny today, huh, little whore!"
"Come on, let's go to bed!" she pleaded in a stuttering tone as she pulled my hands away from her hard nipples and tried to take me into her room.
- Yes, but today I want something else! <unk> I answered by stopping her from continuing to pull me.
"What else is this?" she asked with a harsh tone and an impatient look.
"I want to fuck your ass!" I replied with an emphatic tone and insistent look.
I must confess that I was surprised by the reaction of Yvonne, who against all my expectations showed herself eager to grant my wish; we went into her room and while I took off my clothes she searched one of the drawers in the old wardrobe leaning on the wall taking out from inside a pot containing some sort of ointment. "It will help with the pain!" she asked, stretching out her little pot to me; even a bit suspiciously I complied by greasing his cheekbones and ringlet which I poked several times with my index finger.
Ivonne then stood on the bed, her tail sticking up and wagging its well-served ass calling me to a fight; I took my stand. And after some fierce kicks, I enjoyed that unspeakable sensation of breaking open this little hole by lacing it with the invasion of the rosary and hearing the bitch let out hysterical shrieks as she belched demanding that I go ahead and stick in her rear end; recovering from the frenzy resulting from forced penetration, But it was when I began an eloquent succession of robust punches that I discovered how anal fuck had appetizing attributes.
For my first experience fucking a tail I noticed that Ivonne's saddle was not as tight as it seemed at the beginning; in fact, I had the impression that her headband was much tighter, but this did not cool down my spirit because adrenaline flowed into my bloodstream causing an enormous hormonal flush pushing me on a growing spiral. Trying not to attract Yvonne's attention, I glanced at the half-open door and caught a glimpse of Belle.
Without losing the rhythm of Ivonete's tail slaps, I signaled that Belinha should approach what she had attended to, although verbalizing her impressions would end up causing a profound impact on Ivonette. "That! That! Put deep in this brazen ass!" She coughed until she couldn't sit for a week! It! This!", she shouted taking a position where she could be seen catching her stepmother being enraged.
"What are you doing here? Who called for you, huh?" retorted Ivonete with a muffled and stuttering voice while receiving my vigorous punches on his ass causing his body to shake in the rhythm of blows.
"I called her here!" I replied before Belinha could say anything. This is so you know that your stepdaughter isn't a smelling flower! She's as much of a whore as you are! Isn't she, Belinha? Answer me, bitch!
Belinha was reluctant to answer, but in the face of my incisive gaze demanding our agreement she gave up by nodding her head. "Very well, puppy! Now take off your clothes that I want to fuck your ass after you finish here with your depraved stepmother!" <unk> , I insisted forcefully without taking my eyes from Belinha's face who in turn found herself having no choice but to obey me starting to get rid of his clothing putting on himself before me and showing a luxurious expression in front of the picture unfolding in this room.
With all the effort at my disposal, I tried to keep up a synchronized pattern of strokes in Yvonne's brioche while observing Belle's vicious beauty with her small and firm breasts, no tummy, straight legs, fairy-like feet, hairless little mouthpiece and an anxious angelic face as she watched her stepmother being enraptured by me. Unceremoniously she came to bed sitting on the edge staring into Yvonette's crisp countenance that seemed seized by a mixture of shame, false modesty and excitement.
We were immersed in an unusual atmosphere of broad and unrestrained audacity that led me to intensify my punches culminating in unexpected joy making my body tremble seized by involuntary spasms and successive shivers ejaculating caudally inside the broken hole of Ivonete who in turn groaned and screamed testifying that she too was experiencing an anal orgasm, something that would never leave my memory.
With the pistol withering rapidly I stepped back to pull it out of its holster enjoying a unique opportunity to watch him writhing in Ivonne's arms struggling unsuccessfully for contraction at the same time as a thread of semen was dripping from inside her down through the gutter and bouncing off the bed.
"I think this is an opportunity for you to discover each other", I said, still panting and looking at both of them. And also to know that they like the same thing: a good climb! Try to leave behind this story of disagreement which only serves to create revolt and sow resentment! See if you learn from what happened here for your own sake ..., Ah! There's more! Be nice to me or Josivaldo will find out what he has in his house!"
A deep silence weighed on the environment and the exchange of glances between them and then theirs towards me left me a little insecure taken by the feeling that, perhaps, my strategy could have failed and in the end all the only one who would lose was just me! <unk> For me, if she does not give her tongue to her father's teeth, it is alright! "said Ivonete with an emphatic tone breaking down this climate hanging over our heads.
- It's all right for me too! <unk> said Belinha with an emphatic tone <unk> and if you want to be cool by forgetting about my father, then fuck my ass as much as you like!
I called upon Belle to lie with us, and stood in the midst of them while we all rested for some time till the little bastard began buzzing on my cock manipulating her full of intentions being accompanied by his stepmother who had apparently lost all fear in the presence of the stepdaughter. And that hand-play did not take long to have the effect desired by the females as their pincers became rigidly visible presenting themselves ready for whatever was coming. And I didn't even have to ask when, out of the blue... they both snaked across the bed until their depraved little mouths reached for that tool and began licking it with great dexterity.
And it was Belle who anticipated by sitting on her back over my body leaning with open legs and asking the stepmother to drive my brute in the right direction of his little ass which Yvonne met with a libidinous expression imprinted on her face spitting over one of the hands to oil up the tight little hole of her stepdaughter; It was much more laborious penetration than out with the Stepmother, yet Belle exhibiting an amazing experience gingando the body until allow my chapel from this good skinning in the breezy hurling into its interior imposing a necessary lace.
Throwing her body up and then down in a studied cadence, Belinha was able to see herself filled by the pinguelo while I preserved myself as a mere spectator participant; grabbed hold of Belinha's nipples manipulating his tits with pinches at the same time enjoying that rises and falls towards my member expanding all the limits of our erection, especially for Ivonne who seemed to enjoy the spectacle of her stepdaughter being enraptured very stylishly. Throughout that morning, we alternated positions and situations with moments when I would fuck Yvonne's rabbi in the puppy dog position and then punch myself hard into her stepdaughter's little hole in the roast chicken position while my stepmother enjoyed our performance eagerly awaiting her next turn.
At last I closed my performance by hand, standing with the harlots kneeling before me waiting to receive a blowjob; and when my orgasm came I ejaculated in such an uncontrolled abundance that I ended up licking their faces and hair of both who in turn moaned between sibilants enjoying the nectar which was lickin' them all sorts of ways; considering this round over I took care to dress myself saying I would be back soon. And so it happened although sometimes they confided each other exclusive rights without the absence of the other.
For more times I charged a blowjob of Belinha inside my car as well as also demanded from Ivonete that he received me naked in his bed presenting me with his mouth swallowing my sword. On other occasions I would catch Belinha at the school itself, taking her to the back of the sports court where she sucked on my pistol and then required me to kidnap her which I attended even fearful of an eventual and unwanted flagrant.
Everything remained submerged in this sea of roses for a long time until an unfamiliar and hurtful tongue called Josivaldo's attention to what was going on at home while he laboured, jeopardizing all our casual luxurious amusement by imposing that we should live in inappropriate separation which over the years cut off every chance of reunion; a few months later the family moved away into obscurity ending everyone's hopes.